Tuesday 24 January 2012: Gorgie Borealis
I've been cross today. Niggled, more. I think I've been niggled since yesterday morning when I arrived at work to discover an email chasing me for some MI (not that I'm sourcing it, I'm just the bloody postie) sent at 22:40 on Friday night.
Yeah yeah yeah. And today one of the managers who is always seeking to create a song and dance, has been attempting to land me with some bloody stupid non-issue to sort out. And as for my son, I shall say no more.
Still, heading out to saw some little bits of wood I took some deep draughts of night air and reflected on it all. Mustn't grumble!